Charles Dickens Quotes

They sin who tell us love can die; With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. Love is indestructible, Its holy flame forever burneth; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth. It soweth here with toil and care, But the harvest-time of love is there.

Love is the only flower that grows and blossoms without the aid of the seasons

Love knows no winter; no, no! It is, and remains the sign of spring.

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

Love is something eternal.

Time has no dominion over love. Love is the one thing that transcends time. (Bones)

Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

On the last analysis, then, love is life. Love never faileth and life never faileth so long as there is love.

Love is life's end, but never ending. Love is life's wealth, never spent, but ever spending. Love's life's reward, rewarded in rewarding.

They sin who tell us Love can die: with Life all other passions fly, all others are but vanity.

Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Love, you are eternal like springtime.

The aim of love is to love. No more, no less.

Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love.

But Harry . . . even if we had met and married three years ago, you’d still say it wasn’t enough time.” “You’re right. I can’t think of a single day of my life that wouldn’t have been improved with you in it.” “Darling,” she whispered, her fingertips coming up to stroke his jaw, “that’s lovely. Even more romantic than comparing me to watch parts.” Harry nipped at her finger. “Are you mocking me?” “Not at all,” Poppy said, smiling. “I know how you feel about gears and mechanisms.

Love is more than a candle, love can ignite the stars.

Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased. It comes out of heaven, unasked and unsought.

In the life of the individual when love awakens it is older than everything else, because when it exists it seems as if it has existed for a long time; it presupposes itself back into the distant past until all searching ends in the inexplicable origin.

Love is the source of our greatest errors; but when it is even partially refined it is the energy and the passion of the soul in its search for Good, the force that joins us to Good and joins us to the world through Good. Its existence is the unmistakable sign that we are spiritual creatures, attracted by excellence and made for the Good. It is a reflection of the warmth and light of the sun.

Of all life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.

Love has no age, no limit; and no death.

Love is the best thing in the world, and the thing that lives the longest.

I have learned that to have a good friend is the purest of all God's gifts, for it is a love that has no exchange of payment.

Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.